Awkward

04.05.08

After my dentist's appointment today I was walking around sunny downtown Manhattan Beach. My head was buzzing from prescription vicodin and I was in a great mood. It was truly a beautiful afternoon.

I walked past a group of about five nine year old boys, backpacks hanging off their shoulders. I overhead their conversation as they passed:

"I feel really awkward whenever somebody makes a racist joke," one of them was telling his friends.

There was a general consensus among the boys. Soon our paths diverged and the rest of the conversation was lost to my ears.

God bless those kids, man. They are completely right. I feel exactly the same way.